Immortal God of War-Chapter 876 - 835: The Wrath of Two Grand Elders
After several hours on the road, Qin Feiyang suddenly noticed that the temperature was gradually rising.
Moreover, the snow on the mountains and rivers below was becoming less, and in some places, one could clearly see green vegetation.
Yan Wei said, "The rising temperature means we are about to reach the Flame Mountain Range."
"Flame Mountain Range?"
Qin Feiyang asked suspiciously.
"The Flame Mountain Range is located between the eighth region and the ninth region, covered by flames all year round, so the temperature is very high and the surrounding area is also affected."
Yan Wei explained.
"Flames?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned.
Yan Wei said, "Those flames are mystical; they cannot be extinguished by water and never go out."
A short while later.
A vast range of mountains came into Qin Feiyang’s view.
It was indeed, as Yan Wei had said, a mountain range burning with flames.
And the fire was not ordinary in size.
Wave after wave of flames surged like tsunamis in the ocean, covering the sky.
The peaks emerging from the waves of fire were all crimson red!
Swish!!
The two stopped in the sky at the edge of the Flame Mountain Range.
The temperature here was estimated to be as high as eighty or ninety degrees.
If a mortal were to reach this place, they would definitely die in a few breaths.
Yan Wei said, "I once entered this Flame Mountain Range."
"What’s inside?"
Qin Feiyang asked.
Yan Wei said, "Lava, fierce beasts, and nothing else."
Qin Feiyang asked, "How powerful are the fierce beasts?"
Yan Wei said, "They are basically sacred beasts."
Qin Feiyang’s heart sank.
"Don’t worry, except for the Beast Emperor in the central region, none of the other sacred beasts are my match."
Yan Wei laughed.
"Is that so!"
Qin Feiyang let out a sigh of relief and asked again, "What kind of fierce beast is the Beast Emperor in the central region? And what is its cultivation level?"
"I’m not too sure either."
"I remember that back then, when I fought my way to the central region, I suddenly sensed the presence of a fierce beast ahead."
"At that time, my cultivation level wasn’t weak either, a Six-Star War Saint."
"But the aura of that fierce beast made me feel afraid and scared, as if a death god was lurking ahead."
"At that time, I immediately fled from the Flame Mountain Range, so I don’t know what that fierce beast looks like."
"The exact cultivation level is also unclear."
Yan Wei said.
Upon hearing this, Qin Feiyang’s pupils shrank.
Its mere aura was enough to scare away Yan Wei, a Six-Star War Saint at the time; how strong must it be?
Seven-star?
Eight-star?
Even Nine-Star War Saint?
"Even though many years have passed and I have stepped into the Eight-Star War Saint realm, its strength has surely increased as well."
"So when we reach the central region, it’s better to be cautious."
Yan Wei said.
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "Then let’s go, as long as it’s not an emperor beast, it poses no threat to us."
"So confident?"
Yan Wei stared at him in surprise.
Suddenly.
A trace of a bitter smile climbed up his face.
This young man beside him possesses two Holy Artifacts, a mysterious Blue Snow, and an ancient castle, indeed he has a reason to be confident.
Sigh!
Taking a deep breath, Yan Wei led Qin Feiyang sharply into the Flame Mountain Range.
Roar!
Just as they entered the mountain range, a huge fierce beast roared up from the flames below.
This was a lion, tens of meters long, but unlike other lions, its coat was fiery red.
Its eyes, as large as millstones, seemed to be forged from lava.
The most crucial part was the pair of fiery red wings on its back!
And its cultivation level wasn’t weak either, a one-star War Saint!
The flaming lion blocked the two in front, its eyes gleaming fiercely.
"This..."
Qin Feiyang was quite taken aback.
"What’s wrong?"
Yan Wei asked, puzzled.
"This is a relic from ten thousand years ago, called the Firewing Lion, the pair of wings on its back can greatly enhance its speed."
Qin Feiyang said.
"A relic from ten thousand years ago?"
Yan Wei was astonished.
"In the Forgotten Continent, Firewing Lions may be common, but where I live, they are extremely rare, nearly extinct."
Qin Feiyang said.
"I see!"
Yan Wei suddenly understood, laughing, "So should we capture one to take back?"
"Take back?"
Qin Feiyang shook his head with a wry smile.
The White-Eyed Wolf and the other few are already giving him headaches.
If another one comes along, can he still live peacefully?
Forget it!
He doesn’t want to create another troublesome situation like that.
Looking at Qin Feiyang’s expression, Yan Wei couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh.
Although they haven’t been together long, he knows the character of Wolf King and the other beasts quite well.
They are all unruly characters.
Honestly speaking.
He is quite admiring of Qin Feiyang, who can endure having so many top-grade beasts around him.
If it were him, he would have driven them away long ago.
Roar!
Firewing Lion surveyed the two, suddenly roaring, spreading its wings, carrying terrifying Saint Prestige, rushing towards them.
"Kill it?"
Yan Wei asked.
Qin Feiyang said, "Forget it, just scare it away."
Bang!
Immediately.
Yan Wei’s body trembled, and the momentum of an Eight-star War Saint surged forth.
The Fire Winged Lion’s gaze shuddered and immediately fled in panic, diving into the flames below, disappearing from sight.
Whoosh!!
The two continued on their journey.
To minimize unnecessary trouble, Yan Wei’s Saint Prestige remained unchecked.
...
At the same time.
Above the Sky Tiger Tribe in the eighth region.
Swoosh!!
Two figures appeared out of thin air.
They were two old men.
One wore a purple robe, looking like a youthful elder.
The other wore a white robe, exuding an ethereal, divine presence.
If Qin Feiyang were here, he would immediately recognize them as the first and second ancestors of the Mu Family.
"Huh?"
"Didn’t the Family Head say the little demon was here? Why don’t we see him?"
The purple-robed elder looked over the Sky Tiger Tribe, a trace of suspicion crawling into his eyes.
"Something’s wrong!"
"Not only is the little demon absent, but all the people of the Sky Tiger Tribe have also disappeared."
The white-robed elder’s gaze darkened.
"Disappeared?"
The purple-robed elder furrowed his brow, swooping down like lightning, entering the Sky Tiger Tribe and carefully searching around.
A moment later.
He soared back up, landing beside the white-robed elder, and said in a deep voice: "There’s really no one here, how could this be?"
The white-robed elder gazed at the void and said: "Did you sense it? There’s a lingering aura of battle in the void."
The purple-robed elder was taken aback, closed his eyes to carefully sense it, and when he reopened them, a piercing killing intent erupted from his old eyes!
The white-robed elder said: "There’s obvious damage to the glacier over there, let’s go take a look!"
Whoosh!
The two turned into streaks of light, heading towards the shattered glacier.
At the same time.
An uneasy premonition rose in their hearts.
Very soon!
The two arrived above the glacier.
"The battle remnants here are more pronounced, and one of the auras belongs to the little demon!"
"Big brother, do you think the little demon encountered some misfortune?"
The purple-robed elder looked anxiously at the white-robed elder.
The white-robed elder’s gaze trembled, and he shouted angrily: "Don’t speak nonsense, although the little demon isn’t as strong as us, even in the Central Divine Nation, there aren’t many who can kill him."
"Right, right, right."
The purple-robed elder nodded repeatedly: "The little demon must still be alive, I’ll send him a message right away."
Having said that, he took out the Image Crystal Stone.
At the same time.
The white-robed elder also lowered his head, meticulously scanning the glacier below.
Suddenly!
His gaze locked onto the large pit.
Swoosh!
The next moment.
The white-robed elder descended to the bottom of the pit, with a flick of his large sleeve, and accompanied by a gust of wind, the snow on the ground scattered in all directions.
A blood-soaked child entered his vision.
"How could this happen?"
The white-robed elder’s face changed dramatically on the spot, staggering back a few steps, his old face full of disbelief!
Because this child was the one they were looking for, the Demon Child!
"Little demon!"
The purple-robed elder, who was standing high above, also saw the Demon Child and quickly rushed down to check on the child’s condition.
"Dead..."
Instinctively.
The purple-robed elder slumped to the ground, overwhelmed with grief.
"Who?"
"Who exactly?"
Suddenly.
The purple-robed elder roared to the sky, his hair standing on end, his body exuding a powerful aura.
Boom!
Crack!
With a deafening sound, everything within a radius of several hundred miles turned to ashes in an instant!
Meanwhile, the white-robed elder closed his eyes in agony.
"Huh?"
Suddenly.
He raised an eyebrow, pondering for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and said: "I know who it is?"
"Who?"
The purple-robed elder asked.
"The lingering battle fluctuations, along with that woman’s aura, it should be her!"
"If I’m not mistaken, it must have been Yan Wei and Qin Feiyang who first discovered the little demon in the Sky Tiger Tribe."
"Then they sought out this woman for help and relocated the people of the Sky Tiger Tribe."
"Otherwise, the people of this tribe couldn’t have all disappeared."
The white-robed elder said.
"Damn it!"
"Brother, we must kill them to avenge the little demon!"
The purple-robed elder cried sorrowfully.
"Rest assured, they certainly won’t escape."
"I suspect Qin Feiyang will head to the Central Divine Nation, and the Central Divine Nation only has one entrance."
"I’ll take the little demon back for burial, you head to the entrance of the Ninth Region and block them for me!"
The white-robed elder said.
The purple-robed elder said: "What if Qin Feiyang doesn’t go to the Central Divine Nation?"
"I’ve thought about that too."
"Once I return to the clan, I’ll immediately have the Family Head dispatch people to conduct a carpet search of the nine regions."
"In any case, this time, if we don’t capture that little bastard, I swear not to be a man!"
The white-robed elder said darkly, and with that, he opened a teleportation portal and left.
"Qin Feiyang!"
"Just wait, once you outlive your usefulness, I will personally tear you to pieces!"
The purple-robed elder murmured, enunciating each word, gritting his teeth, with killing intent filling his old eyes, then he too opened a teleportation portal and left.
